"Let's take one step at a time, and don't worry about this moment." Xiansiyue obviously took it calmly.

Sha Xue wanted to say something, but she held back and changed the topic, "Young Palace Master, you want lotus dew. Do you want to discuss with the sect master of Shierwu?"

"It's too annoying to discuss, just grab it." Xiansiyue obviously went to discuss it impatiently.

The sand and snow condensed speechlessly.

"Young... Miss! The eighth disciples of the poor family and the seventh princess are here!" The angry voice of the fifth pavilion master came from outside the door.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and Senior Brother Zili and Feng Xirui came together. In a blink of an eye, she looked at Sha Xue's expression, which was dull and impermanent, and seemed to have nothing to do with her.

She breathed a sigh of relief and said aloud, "Then let the poor messengers and the Seventh Princess come in."

Zili changed out of the original white long gown, put on a light blue long gown, took off the jade pendant around her waist, changed into a small dagger, the handle was inlaid with a blue gem, and the surrounding gold wire was carved, adding another luxuriousness to the elegance.

Look at Feng Xirui again. She wore a big red dress and showed her convex and convex figure. A dark red whip tied around her waist, making her waist look fuller. Blue and red are obviously two different colors, but when worn on the two people in front of her, it is extremely suitable.

She was meticulous and found that there was a bright and fiery ruby ​​on the head of Feng Xirui's long whip on his waist, which looked obviously the texture was consistent.

It seems that the Immortal Emperor is determined to marry his beloved daughter to Senior Brother Zili.

"Zi Li has met Miss Xian." Zi Li's voice sounded very nice, and his voice was as crisp as jade gravel.

Feng Xirui held her head proudly, her eyes tilted and slanted, as if she was waiting for Xiansiyue to pay her respects.

She didn't have the habit of paying respects to others. Fang Zheng had offended Feng Xirui several times, and it didn't matter if he once was.

He raised his voice slightly, "The messengers of poor families are so polite. Sha Xue, go and prepare some green snails and spring."

"Yes, Miss." Sha Xue walked straight to the door without looking sideways, and suddenly ran into Feng Xirui who was blocking the way for her.

Feng Xirui was already injured. He was thrown out by the Five Pavilion Masters just now and there was a fire burning in his heart. At this moment, it exploded in full swing. With one hand raised, a "bang" sounded, and a Five Finger Mountain suddenly appeared on Sha Xue's face.

Neither of the two present moved, but their eyebrows were slightly frowned and their eyebrows were raised slightly.

Sha Xue didn't move even when she was beaten, and she directly took Feng Xirui's slap.

"Dog slave, I just hit this princess!" Feng Xirui was furious.

Sha Xue glanced at her indifferently and suddenly said, "Just think I'm blind. I didn't see such a big piece of shit blocking the way in front of me, and being touched by shit."

"Hey, Sha Xue? What's wrong with your face?" The three Pavilion Masters who rushed over were confused when they saw the situation inside the house. Seeing the Wuzhishan on Sha Xue's face, they were even more confused.

He turned out an egg with his bare hands and handed it to Sha Xue, "Put it quickly, you are a woman, don't be disfigured."

Sha Xue took the egg expressionlessly and said, "Thank you."

"Dog slave, do you dare to call this princess a shit?" Feng Xirui realized that Sha Xue was scolding her, and her anger was even more burning.

Although the three Pavilion Masters did not know the cause and effect, Feng Xirui bullied the people in the Xichao Palace, so he could not sit still and wait for death. He was sarcastic at the moment, "It seems that the princess of the Immortal Court is not stupid enough to be useless, and she can still understand what others say, and she is not considered a treacherous."
Chapter completed!